DESTINY 2 [YOONMIN]✔️

CHAPTER XVII: Past

"Nessun maggior dolore che ricordarsi del tempo felice nella miseria." Dante Alighieri

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Sometimes, what you're feeling cannot be expressed with words; especially if it is pain, the pain that surges in Jimin's heart upon entering the penthouse. Nothing specific has changed inside. Just Yoongi replaced the couch with new model. The house is still looks beautiful as it was before, but it looks like no one has lived here for years.

"I called a woman yesterday to clean the appartment." Yoongi brings the Omega out from his track of thoughts. Jimin flushes red as he's still standing outside. He quietly walks inside, looking at his surroundings. He also feels like the house itself has missed him too.

He looks at the other side of the house, and there it is. Yoongi's first love. His piano. But the white cover doesn't allow Jimin to see the black beauty of the piano.

The Omega remembers how much Yoongi's eyes would sparkle every time he played the piano. He remembers how he would dance on the tunes of the piano.

Everything is ruined. Everything.

"Hyung, why the piano is covered?" Jimin looks at him. "Don't you play the piano?" His voice is quiet.

"No, I don't have time for the piano," he mutters. "And I also lost interest on it."

Jimin shuts his mouth, thinking he might be the reason behind it.

"Mamma," Jiyoon shouts from the massive bedroom. "Come here, this bedroom is sho big and beautiful."

Jimin walks to the bedroom heavy heartedly; every part of the house reminds him of their past beautiful moments.

He finds his children bouncing on the bed. He smiles at them. "Having fun, my little pumpkins?"

"Yesh, mamma," answers the girl. "This room ish bigger than our house. I wanna live here forever!" Exclaims Yoonji after sitting down on the now messy bed.

"But it's uncle—"

"From now on, it's your, children. You both are the new owner of this house."

Yoongi stands behind Jimin, his words unintentionally degrade Jimin as the Omega is not capable of giving his children much.

"YAY!" Both start to jump again in joy. Jimin's heart clenches as he feels more guilty.

"Jimin, you must be tired. I'll be with the kids, you take a rest now." He suggests, and Jimin finds himself nodding.

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"Me and the children are going out, wanna join us?"

Yoongi asks Jimin who has woken up for few minutes after taking a good nap. The Alpha remains mesmerized by the puffy eyes, chubby, pink cheeks and those lips; just like before.

Fuck!

"Where are you going, Hyung?"

He asks while rubbing his eye like a eight years old boy. Yoongi takes off his from his eyes to stop him as it's not good. Both stay awestruck by the intense race of butterflies in their stomachs.

Yoongi leaves Jimin's hand and says: "it's not good to rub your eyes. It can negatively affect your lens."

"Yeah... so... um... are we going out?" He asks looking down.

"Yeah, you get ready, me and kids will wait in the TV room."

"Okay."

The zephyr gently kisses their faces and kes their hair dance. The busy city of Seoul is still the same as it was five and a half years ago. Some shop may have changed, some buildings are newly created, and some restaurants are newly opened. But it has an amazing view.

Jimin and Yoongi walks one the side walk with their children, who are blabbering about everything they see. Yoongi sometimes joins in their rumbling which makes Jimin realize how goof Yoongi is with kids. He smiles at the affection of Yoongi towards the children. The people who pass by think that they're a family, a very beautiful family. Yes, they really are an amazing family; the one that is unknown to Yoongi.

"Sweeties, there's a park nearby. Wanna go there?" Yoongi's voice is full of sweetness.

"YESH!" The children answers enthusiastically, they've always loved spending time on the parks in Busan, but sadly, Jimin hasn't had much time to give them, but whenever they would go to a park, they would enjoy atmosphere equally.

Jimin's heart leaps into his mouth as he recalls the path they're walking right now. This is the same path he and Yoongi would take to go to that park where the river resides; the witness of their pure love, the witness of their first kiss, the witness of their redamancy.

The park has also changed. Some items for children are created; swings, ship and slides.

The children enjoy playing with Yoongi in the small playground, Jimin takes out his phone to take some photos. He smiles warmly looking at the picture of a father, enjoying his day with his children.

Jimin looks around, there are lots of family with their children who have come here to spend some quality time. Jimin wonders if people visit the river or not.

Honestly, Jimin won't like people surrounding the river as it was a quite place back then, giving him so much relaxation.

While Yoongi and the children enjoy their times, Jimin silently makes his way to the river. His legs become jelly as he continues his walk, his mind goes numb and his heart beat in his mouth.

The place is empty; there's no people here. The river is the same as it was before; tranquil and breathtaking. In the back of his mind, he wonders why people would miss to see this fascinating river.

But in the deep part of his heart, he doesn't want anyone to come here either; it's his and Yoongi's place.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Jimin doesn't flinch by the raspy voice behind him. He has already smelled his scent. He's been standing and staring at the river for a while, so Yoongi has come to look for him.

"Yeah..." Jimin breathes out. "It's more than beautiful."

But nothing can be compared to your celestial beauty.

"You're right. It's been a while since I last visited. This place got more beautiful."

Jimin frowns. "Why didn't you visit here, hyung?"

"I just didn't want to."

Jimin closes his eyes and lets Yoongi's words to slap him across the face. He's the only one at fault. Because of him, the old Yoongi died.

"I think you should v-visit more often, you'll get refreshed," he murmurs wrapping his hand around himself.

"Hm, I also think the same," comments Yoongi.

"Say, when will the competition start?"

"Next week. I will be busy tomorrow, are you sure that you'll take care of them?"

"Yes." He answers nonchalantly. "I'm pretty sure they'll be fine with me."

No word is shared between them; but their silences don't bring any happiness. The love that whelve inside them, pains them with the memories of their happiness.

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THEY ARE IN THEIR PENTHOUSE AGAIN AND VISITED THE PARK 😭😭

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